Chapter 194 This Is What It's Like To Be Dead
- *Rose*
- I hear voices in the distance. It’s foggy–like they are in another room, through a closed door, maybe underwater. I can’t really understand what they’re saying, but I recognize some of them.
- My brain feels heavy, like a sponge that’s soaked up too much water and is dripping onto the floor. Why can’t I think clearly? I can’t even remember what I was doing.